To Mr. T—— A——ms.
London, May 18, 1769.
My very dear old Friend,
ON Monday evening we reached Letchlade, on Tuesday Maidenhead, on Wednesday about noon, through infinite mercy, we got safe to town. Ebenezer, Ebenezer! My cold is about the same as when we parted. But who knows what the Father of mercies may do for less than the least of all his children, by next Lord’s-day morning? Perhaps we may be favoured with another Rodborough pentecost. Never was that place so endeared to me, as at this last visit. Old friends, old gospel wine, and the great Governor ordering to fill to the brim!
O to grace what mighty debtors! &c. &c.
I suppose you will sing that hymn soon; and if we should die in singing it? What then? Why then, welcome, welcome eternity! God bless you all! Yesterday I saw your sister J——s comforted under her trial. I see, whether married or single, thorns in the flesh we must have. But Christ’s grace will be sufficient for us. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Brethren, pray for us. Cordial respects to Mrs. A——s; I think her name is Phebe. I hope to send a few lines to Mrs. R——s and Mrs. H——r very soon; in the mean while entreat them, and all like-minded, to accept most grateful acknowledgments, and most cordial respects, and be assured of being always remembered in the poor prayers of, my very dear Tommy,
Less than the least of all,
G. W.